martes, 10 de octubre de 2006

Miror (Can´t you see?)

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness Watch it now ... here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
When you were young, The Killers

Day after day, in the miror
an ugly figure
but its me...
I mean you...
can´t you see?

Get out of my dreams
stop turning into nightmare
what I´ve built

You can´t tell me what to do
can´t you see?
I´m steping foward
while you want me to become you
-to become a stone-

Uphold this rose
and feel proud
or take the road
and shut your self into your house
I´m rising
I´m speaking loud...
-Just realised I don´t need you
to feel alive-

So go ahead, speak your lungs out
telling people I´m after you
while settled here I feel I´m done
trying to get bad things gone

No body need
another person to live
I´m not the exception...

I´m sorry I don´t want to be rude... never did
Can´t you see?

3 comentarios:

Cuando Desperte dijo...

i hate that poem because you can´t say that about your self and if that mirror is real you wouldn`t think all you think about your self.

you are the wonderfulest girl i have ever seen and mead in my live.

by the way live and body figurite? don`t talk me about that

L3s dijo...

is tahta song or a poem if its a song who sings it I like it

Mau dijo...

The first part is a song... from the killers but from:

Day after day, in the miror...

Its a poem... mine...
Its very nice from you...